"But we will see each other and I'm so used to Tae looking handsome." Jimin kept his voice playfully seductively and then, with almost little effort, he started to pull his shirt up and over his head. What? He said to strip down and give their clothes to the front desk so he could do that. And flash his budding abs a little. He'd started working out since leaving the hospital and he was hoping to get a better body soon enough.
Sitting there, shirtless and picking flecks of blood from his shirt, he pulled a face.
"This is why you shouldn't wear white, it always gets ruined." Oh well. "I guess me and Tae can just hang out in our boxers or something... bit cold for this time of year though."
Yoongi stared at Jimin until he realised that he had missed his window of showing an angry or disgusted reaction over looking at him too long. He swallowed, because his mouth felt dry, so he finally just shook his head.
"I'll have some clothes sent to you. Whatever." Didn't matter. Totally didn't mean he was giving in to anything. He was just not even going to look in Jimin's direction anymore. "Keep your clothes on, you can change later."
"I like Gucci," Tae supplied helpfully, while flopping down on the bed next to Jimin and kissing his cheek playfully. "You are too sexy, Jiminie."
"...you have two beds," Yoongi just thought he'd point that out. No need for all this cuddling. "Whatever. Are you going to complain about anything else?"
"I know I am." Jimin giggled in a not so innocent way and dropped back, not putting his shirt back on. Look, he knew Yoongi liked the view and why take that away from him when he had done so much for them. Instead, he put his arms behind his head and sprawled out on the bed, nice and seductive, just trying to be casual about it.
"We wanted a double bed."
Well, he asked if he had any more complaints and he couldn't help himself, he beamed up at Yoongi before leaping up, wrapping his arms around Tae in a hug and yanking him back so the other was pretty much in his lap.
"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Seemed worth a shot. He was technically paying. "We could talk and get to know each other."
"I'm not getting to know you, I have a business to run. You are just the world's most annoying hostages." Great, now he was looking at him again. Looking at him and wondering what exactly was going on between Tae and him, as if he cared one way or another. He certainly wasn't supposed to. "Tone down the stripper act or I'll give you single rooms."
With that he just turned and headed out, his men following along, leaving Tae to giggle against Jimin's shoulder.
"Did you see that? He's totally jealous! Jimin, he's so hot for you." This was hilarious. "You should have asked for more things."
"It's funny how they say they don't want to get to know me but they looked in my fucking medical files." Jimin said loud enough that he hoped that Yoongi would hear it. Whether or not they owed him their lives, he still didn't appreciate that. He didn't want anyone thinking he was crazy. He wasn't crazy, it was just a mistake. A lie. He was fine and he would prove it.
Rolling his eyes, he let the grudge die as he turned around and pressed a kiss onto Tae's cheek.
"Boys always go wild for me sooner or later." Something unfortunately rather true. "What should I have asked for? We can make a list and I can ask later."
"Diamonds. And a car. Or two cars. A diamond car!" Tae wrapped his arms around Jimin, laughing again. "I mean, you know how much that stuff we stole alone has to be worth?" He wasn't sure, he just knew it was a lot. "And there was so much more there! Like... I think Min Yoongi has to be one of the richest men in South Korea. He could probably buy you this entire hotel."
He nodded wisely, even if he had no idea what he was talking about, only turning serious again when he looked at Jimin. "I'm sorry they looked into the files. That's nobody's business."
"I don't know if I want a whole hotel but a diamond car sounds like fun." Jimin got up and bounced a few times, using it to bounce across the room and onto the other bed. Oh, also so soft! True luxury. He rolled off it and got up, deciding to explore around the room a bit. Finding the menu, Jimin opened it up and passed it to Tae.
"It's fine, people just don't understand it. They think I'm crazy but I'm not." He turned to Tae, meeting his eyes with a hint of desperation. "You don't think I'm crazy, right? You get it, yeah?"
"You aren't crazy. You are my friend." Which, he knew, wasn't mutually exclusive. "If it helps, Jungkook told me he thinks that I'm the crazy one. I told him that I think he's the cute one." Then Jungkook looked like he wanted to punch him again, but whatever. He looked through the menu, laughing at how many words he didn't even recognise. "I think half of this is in French. I don't even know that this stuff is."
"Stop making Jungkook hurt you. It's ruining your beautiful face." He reached out and gently touched it, eyeing up some of the worse bruising with concern. He sat down next to him and crossed his legs, peering over at the menu. "Let's just order the most expensive three things and eat them all. Oh! And dessert. Let's get every dessert. That won't be waste, I can always eat dessert."
"I feel it gives me character." Tae smiled a bit too wide and then went back to the menu, nodding as he looked at the three most expensive things. "At least one of these is steak. I know I can eat steak." He loved it how Jimin and him tended to be on the same page. Apparently that extended to making use of a mob boss's generosity, which was very good to know. "Anyway. I don't think he's allowed to hit me anymore. He hasn't hit me the last two times I've seen him."
"Because of Namjoon. I don't know why Namjoon likes us but he seems nice. I think we should trust him, he seems like he wants us alive and I like anyone who wants us alive." Jimin had to admit, he was pretty easy to win over. He dialled up the phone and snagged the menu, ordering the three most expensive things and a load of cake before hanging up. "Hehehe, they called me sir." What a weird experience.
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Sitting there, shirtless and picking flecks of blood from his shirt, he pulled a face.
"This is why you shouldn't wear white, it always gets ruined." Oh well. "I guess me and Tae can just hang out in our boxers or something... bit cold for this time of year though."
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"I'll have some clothes sent to you. Whatever." Didn't matter. Totally didn't mean he was giving in to anything. He was just not even going to look in Jimin's direction anymore. "Keep your clothes on, you can change later."
"I like Gucci," Tae supplied helpfully, while flopping down on the bed next to Jimin and kissing his cheek playfully. "You are too sexy, Jiminie."
"...you have two beds," Yoongi just thought he'd point that out. No need for all this cuddling. "Whatever. Are you going to complain about anything else?"
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"We wanted a double bed."
Well, he asked if he had any more complaints and he couldn't help himself, he beamed up at Yoongi before leaping up, wrapping his arms around Tae in a hug and yanking him back so the other was pretty much in his lap.
"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Seemed worth a shot. He was technically paying. "We could talk and get to know each other."
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With that he just turned and headed out, his men following along, leaving Tae to giggle against Jimin's shoulder.
"Did you see that? He's totally jealous! Jimin, he's so hot for you." This was hilarious. "You should have asked for more things."
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Rolling his eyes, he let the grudge die as he turned around and pressed a kiss onto Tae's cheek.
"Boys always go wild for me sooner or later." Something unfortunately rather true. "What should I have asked for? We can make a list and I can ask later."
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He nodded wisely, even if he had no idea what he was talking about, only turning serious again when he looked at Jimin. "I'm sorry they looked into the files. That's nobody's business."
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"It's fine, people just don't understand it. They think I'm crazy but I'm not." He turned to Tae, meeting his eyes with a hint of desperation. "You don't think I'm crazy, right? You get it, yeah?"
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